This is #ProjectNomad

I must have let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding, because beside me, Jesse stirred awake in the passenger seat. "You good,...

"If this dog survives," I thought to myself as I tilted a water dish to Rosie's lips so she could drink, weakly, from where she lay, "I...

There's an art to a middle-of-the-night, eighteen-puppy pit stop. Done right, it's almost poetic, a synchronicity of humans and dogs, pee...

Of all the things I imagined doing when I bought my truck, cradling a mama dog on the tailgate by the side of the highway while she...

"Let's make a pact," I told Alexis, somewhere early in our 3700km rescue dog cannonball run to northern Saskatchewan and back. "No matter...

"What on earth have we gotten ourselves into?" I asked myself, my stomach churning with a bad case of nerves as I piloted the truck north...

Yesterday I set out to write a review of the last year of my life, from a professional standpoint, and in the process I came to the...

I'm not quite where I want to be yet. That's the main takeaway, I think, as the new year dawns. I came into 2019 determined not to...

I was scrolling through my Facebook Memories today when a post came up from ten years ago that caught my eye. "Ah, rejection," I wrote,...

I'd intended to be lazy, once I arrived in Landmannalaugar at the top end of Iceland's famous 57km Laugavegur trail. I'd completed the...